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Thursday, May 26, 2011

Come, Sit on My Park Bench Awhile

Sometimes — for some length of time — people come to ‘perch’ upon our lives; to sit with us on our park benches.They come into our lives for a reason, for a purpose, for a season.Some are even family.Before long, however, they’re gone.In our sorrow we wonder why.

At these times — as we reflect — it’s often hard to know the where’s and why-for’s.Why did these friends appear so suddenly, sitting on our park bench, only then to just as suddenly disappear?Did they do it for fun?Did they do it for pain?Did they perhaps have nothing to do with it... were they taken from us?

The Anatomy of Hurt

We don’t know why we’re tempted, barring hurt, to resent their disappearance — whether it’s them we resent, God or life for taking them, or ourselves for something we might feel we’ve done.

Hurt usually has a lot to say about these things.If not the raw expression of rank sadness for the hurt, then anger.Anger comes as we ‘protect’ our sadness in pride.

But for some there is just the season, however much it hurts.They are close for a time and for some reason.Perhaps with the passage of the years we’ll find out eventually.In the meantime, though, we’re probably very well advised to simply choose a philosophical schema — however cold that might sound.

Saying Goodbye Far Too Early

It takes a great deal of courage to say goodbye.Sometimes it even runs across the grain of our logic to do it; this can prove confusing.“Is it okay to say goodbye?” might be our thought.

Now, if life has chosen for us, and we seem destined to have to get used to a new reality, we need not be in any rush to accept the new reality, but acceptance is where we need to eventually land.

Hard to say it, maybe, but can we envision the feeling of pure appreciation for these absent ones and their roles in our lives?Perhaps not now, but sometime in the future — that’s the hope.There’s healing visible in that.